October one.

October used to be such a throwaway type month for me. (September isn't really all that different.)

I'm just not a pumpkin spice latte kinda girl. 

The extent of my fall decor is a wreath. Which I have yet to hang.

I've never lived in a climate that had a true fall season. 

I've never been much into dressing up for halloween.

Basically, in a world of instagram and pinterest, I'm failing miserably in my fall excitement level.

BUT NOW, it is a month to be celebrated! And not because honey crisp apples are back on the shelves... My son will be one year old this month! I am in full party planning mode and so so so so excited about my little mister's birthday. There have been a lot of people who have loved on us this past year and walked beside us and I'm excited to celebrate together. Because, lets face it, the party is less for Isaac (who won't remember it) and more about rejoicing in surviving the first year! ...Ok, so maybe it does have a lot to do with Isaac too. HA! Initially, I was moving in a very "themed" direction with his little party, but now things are a little more loose and a little less perfect and calculated. I like it that way. It's going to be so fun --and I'm thrilled to finally have a gender-specific BOY party! Invitations have been sent out. Party decorations have been purchased. Menu is in the works. Cake & cupcake tasting is this weekend! I am at a bit of a loss when it comes to entertaining a party full of toddlers and small children. I'm literally stuck at coloring pages. What other activities can we have at a boy's birthday party? Also, apparently I need to have goody bags. Gotta work on that too.

This time a year ago, I was hugely pregnant and uncomfortable. I spent some of my evening tonight reading through a few of my late third trimester blogs. It's funny how quickly you forget how miserable you feel with a 9lb baby all cramped up in your belly. Interestingly enough, I find myself assuming the same positions I'd retreat to as a pregnant woman. Like as I type this, I've got a pillow under my right hip. Sometimes I drive down the road with my fist behind my back. So funny. This time a year ago, I was putting together furniture and painting a room and washing little clothes -- both boy clothes and girl clothes. I was on pins & needles wondering what we were having. Can you tell I'm feeling nostalgic?

Not only am I remembering what was going on 12 months ago, I'm reminiscing over the last eleven. Getting to his 11 month milestone was one thing, but now that it's actually October, I'm just hardly holding it all together. One of my dear friends visited today with her 5 week old and I was flooded with all the memories of Isaac as a newborn. I loved being able to cuddle him as a newborn, feeling his little body relax and melt into mine. Then, almost overnight, he became more aware of what was going on around him. Those first little meaningful smiles would set my heart on fire for him. Like a sponge, he started picking up new things and growing into a little boy. Nowadays, he is the most fun of all! Each day just keeps getting better and better.

I look forward to what tomorrow will bring.